Even the Modest Must Serve Chapter 16 - Conclusion  
By Steam Train

copyright 2006 by Steam Train, all rights reserved 
steam_t2000@yahoo.com

* * * * *
This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It contains
explicit  depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If
you are not of  a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such  material does not appeal to you, do not
read further, and do not save this story.
* * * * *


Chapter 16: FBS. - Conclusion

Marcus continued to be my closest friend. We had built a
friendship and a relationship that would last past school
into our adult years. As we got older and study and work
commitments forced us apart we saw less of each other for a
while. His father finished his work commitments in Eastbrook
and returned to Canada when Marcus was twenty-two, but
Marcus decided he wanted to stay in Eastbrook. 

He remained always my true love. Marcus became a lawyer and
when he married at twenty six years of age a fellow
solicitor whom he had met at his work I was heartbroken,
however true to his negotiating skills he made sure before
he committed to marry her that she knew all about our
relationship and required that she freely allowed me to
maintain safe sexual contact with Marcus.

 As I write this recollection of my early life, Marcus is
sitting next to me, his teenage kids are watching TV in the
next room and we are a happy family. His wife, well not all
stories have a happy ending, she found some one else a few
years back, I think I was the cause of the marriages demise,
she could no longer bear the stress of sharing Marcus with
someone else and I think she also saw that his love for me
was deeper than his love for her. I was Marcus's great
comfort during that time of stress and depression as his
marriage broke up. 

His children now spend the majority of their time with their
dad and call me Uncle Tom They have grown up in a family
with a healthy open-minded attitude to sex, heterosexuality,
bi sexuality and homosexuality.

Mum and Mr Vanderbilt are happy together. He has lots of
wealth and they are constantly tripping around the world
enjoying the lifestyle that mum has always enjoyed. She
calls in occasionally to see me and we get together for
family birthdays etc but she does not really approve of the
fact that I am openly gay, living my life with another man.

Ed went on to complete a Pharmacy degree and moved overseas
to Western Australia where he opened a Pharmacy just south
of Perth and built on this till he owned a chain of stores
around Perth. He is now a wealthy man living a totally
heterosexual lifestyle in Western Australia. He married one
of his staff that came to work for him in his first store
and they have two boys and one daughter. He lost contact
with Samantha after they both left PHS. I saw her at her
father; Mr Riley's retirement dinner and we talked old
times. She asked about Ed. She has never married and is now
Principal of a Christian Girls School in Boston. 

Ed and I occasionally get together when he visits the states
and continue our gay relationship. When he is over from
Perth he also gets together with Marcus and the three-way
relationship we forged all those years ago at PHS is still
something all three of us enjoy and look forward too. 

Ed and I enjoy a unique and very special relationship. I
don't know if his wife suspects our sexual relationship, I
suspect not as two brothers carrying on so, is still
considered not proper or acceptable in the eyes of the vast
majority of the community. 

Those eighteen months in servitude changed our relationship
forever and have forged a tight bond between us both. Though
we see each other only occasionally due to the distances
between Perth and Eastbrook, there is never a week that goes
by where we do not talk on the phone and we email
constantly.

Jim joined the Army after completing his studies at PHS. He
is now a Major in the Infantry and is currently based in
Dubai. I see him at family functions when his postings allow
but we never were as close as Ed and I became. He is married
with one son and three daughters and now leads a totally
heterosexual life style. 

When I reached adulthood and completed my degree in Social
Work majoring in Servant Behaviour, I joined the 
Federal Bureau of Servitude as a Sub Inspector and rose
quickly through the ranks till today I am a Chief
Superintendent, the youngest ever in the Bureau's history. I
am almost the only officer with practical experience at
being a servant. This has helped me greatly in being
successful in this career and the prospects look good that I
may go on in my later career and reach one of the exalted
Director ranks, where I can begin to have great impact on
the entire culture of the FBS.

Through my job role in the FBS I was eventually able to
track down all my half brothers. Raymond was a personal
slave to a widow from a wealthy suburb in Jackson, 
Mississippi. He was happy and well looked after when I found
him. He was glad to see me but the passion had passed from
our relationship and I was not in a financial position to do
anything about his situation. He accepted this and thanked
me for keeping my promise to him those many years ago. I
also informed him about what I had learnt about his other
half brothers. 

About five years ago he contacted me. His mistress had
passed away and in her will he was set free as was possible
for a born slave. He asked for my protection as freed slaves
were often caught up in complicated legal protocol; and
sometimes found themselves back enslaved before they could
support themselves with an income as a free citizen. 

I ensured this did not happen. I put him in contact with his
half brother Peter and found him a job. We meet for drinks
and talk regularly but sex is no longer on our agenda.

Peter was a servant sex worker when I found him. He had had
a number of owners since we were both sold at the same
auction. The conditions he was working under at the brothel
were illegal and I got great satisfaction in seeing the two
brothel owners who had abused him, convicted and sent into
servitude for twenty years. He went cheap at the subsequent
auction of their assets and I bought him and set him free. I
found him a job and have kept in touch with him. He is now
married and has given me two beautiful nieces and a nephew. 

Dean I found working in a servant labour gang which was
doing contract work. When I had financially recovered from
paying out for Peter I bought out Deans contract and had him
work for me whilst I was still living with Mr Norris at PHS. 

When I moved in with Marcus I set him free to join his half
brothers in the free world. He did not handle being free
well. In fact he was soon asking me to place him in
servitude again. He was born a servant and knew nothing
different. I refused to indenture him again but he works for
me still as a house servant and leads the lifestyle of a
servant very contentedly. The only way you can tell, he is
not a slave is that he no longer wears a collar. We have
become very close and though Marcus gets a little jealous,
Dean and I sometimes have some sexual activity. His years'
working on labour gangs has made him very gay orientated. He
loves me for what I did for him and tried to do for his
brother Alex. He is totally dedicated these days to
satisfying my needs and those of Marcus and his children.

When I obtained the records relating to Dean's brother Alex
I discovered he had succumbed to a disease about three years
before I had located him. The records indicated that when he
could no longer perform the duties he had been performing as
an indentured servant his owner had sold him to the organ
bank and his healthy organs had been used to assist in
saving the life of about eight free citizens. His records
were terminated two weeks after he was admitted to the organ
bank. For a while I blamed myself for not finding him
earlier. It was not to be the last of my disappointments.

Only when I became a Chief Superintendent two years ago did
I gain the security clearances necessary to access data
relating to my father. Dad's file had been terminated when I
was twenty-eight years old. The records showed he had died
in his sleep. He had been a servant to a Mr And Mrs George
Pleasance. I eventually made contact with them on the
pretence of checking details on their current servants. 

They never knew I was his son though I suspect they guessed.
I found them to be of a similar mould to Mr Norris. Their
servants were part of a loving family and I learnt that dad
had enjoyed a similar existence. Mr Pleasance when
questioned about my father freely told me that Eddy as he
called him had, had a tough period settling in but after a
few severe beatings which Mr Pleasance informed me he hated
doing but which he felt were necessary to make, Eddy realise
that he could have a good life with them. 

Mr Pleasance knew of Eddy's background and told me that Eddy
also soon realised that his life as a servant at the
Pleasance house was very stress free if he did his duties
properly. Mr Pleasance informed me that Eddy had told him in
later years that being a servant to him and his wife were so
much better than being the Chief Executive of a large
corporation. Eddy had told Mr Pleasance that he deserved his
enslavement. Eddy had realised after a while as a slave that
he was not cut out to manage a large company and had failed
in his duty of care. 

This shocked me a bit but I tried to hide my reaction. 

When Eddy came to this realisation he apparently became a
first class slave. Mr Pleasance even showed me Eddy's
certificates from several years of State Servants Review
appraisals where he consistently gained highly commended
awards. Mr Pleasance said his eldest son found Eddy one
morning dead in his bed, when the family wondered why he was
not there in the morning doing his usual early morning
duties. The medical report said he died of heart failure due
to natural causes. 

I found it really hard to hold in my emotions when Mrs
Pleasance took me out the back of their property, to her
rose garden and showed me where they had spread Eddy's
ashes. There standing proud was a vigorous red rose with a
polished and well-kept metal plaque "Eddy" proudly displayed
before it. 

I think this is when they guessed my true relationship to
Eddy. I struggled to hold in my emotions. I stood there
remembering t
he last time I ever saw my father alive. It was when dad was
taken from the courtroom where he had just been sentenced,
down to the cells below and he glanced back at me as he
descended the steps. I remembered like it was yesterday our
eyes briefly meeting and I prayed again as I stood there at
his grave that he saw in my eyes, my love. I hope and pray
he did and that it gave him some strength to endure his life
of servitude.

I lived at PHS with Mr Norris right through my college
years, as did Ed and Jim. Mr Norris went on to succeed Mr
Riley as Headmaster when Mr Riley retired. When I could,
even after I started working for the FBS, I would do as many
of the servant's duties around the house for Mr Norris as I
could. There really wasn't that much to be done as all the
work was done by other young servants who Mr Norris took
under his wing and pushed through school just like they had
done with Ed and I. Mr Norris replaced me after I finished
at PHS and he has continued this practise right up until the
present. 

It was when Marcus was alone with his children in their big
house after his divorce and Mr Norris was due to move into
the Headmasters residence that I took the opportunity to
fully break from my slave past. 

David Norris was and still is the dearest thing to me apart
from Marcus. After I finished at PHS the relation ship
between David and myself moved on and into other realms. 

What these realms were I care not to discuss here as David
is still the Headmaster at PHS and they would be
inappropriate to discuss openly whilst he still teaches. 

He now lives in the Headmasters residence at PHS, which is
not far from where I now live with Marcus. I see him very
regularly and he is very good to Marcus's children all of
whom attend PHS. He treats them as if they are my children
and thus his Grandchildren.

No one was more pleased that I choose to join the 
Federal Bureau of Servitude than Mrs Blackmoore. She was my
mentor in my early years at the Bureau until she retired as
a Chief Inspector. She is enormously proud that I have
already surpassed that rank with many years of my career
remaining. We email occasionally and I see her, I have to
confess, not as regularly as I should. She has retired to
Sarasota in Florida and the distance hinders much face-to-
face contact.

Jack Strauchan passed out of my life for a long time after I
left PHS. But even before that in my senior years as a
freeman again at the school, the mould had been set. I hated
him and he hated me. We kept a civil distance after his
NEWDD servitude. Our paths have crossed again in recent
years but that however is another story and if, as Marcus is
urging, I begin to write the chronicles of my experiences as
an officer of the FBS then you may hear all about that
meeting and it's results some time in the future. 

What do I think of slavery now? 

For some it is the best thing that can happen to them. The
trouble with slavery is that some masters abuse their powers
and degenerate into immoral tyrants and thugs and some
slaves cheat and trick their masters out of their rightful
rewards and dues. 

Even if I could I do not think I would abolish slavery.
However I am determined to follow David Norris's example and
try to make the best possible existence for a slave to
serve, even the most modest of slaves. 

End Chapter 16 

THE END.


  
EMMS16_Even_The_Modest_Must_Serve_Chapter_16